BEAUTIFUL - TNS Couple Oneshots (DISCONTINUED)

Beautiful | Trevor + Brittany

(It's the episode of the Season four Jiley date and Bryles aren't canon...yet)

BRITTANY'S POV

"LOOKS LIKE we've got a date, babe." I roll my eyes at Trevor's immaturity before shoving him softly.

"Don't even worry about it, babe." I state, mocking him.

"That's my line. You better head to wardrobe." He winks at me and butterflies flutter in my stomach as he walks away. I sigh, heading towards wardrobe. As I'm walking towards the costume area, Lamar bumps into me.

"Hey Brittstar, what's with the blush?" Lamar smirks and I pretend to scowl at my friend cheekily.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Lamar rolls his eyes.

"Brittany, anyone with two eyes can see that you and Trevor are meant to be." I feel my cheeks heat up again.

"Lamar, it's friendly flirting. He sees me as a younger sister." Lamar's smirk grows into a grin.

"Aha, so you do like him." I sigh, shaking my head.

"Yes I do, okay?! Just don't tell anyone. Only Amy, Bree, Jenny and the girls know." Lamar chuckles.

"Of course," I smile, thankful.

"Thanks, bro." I hug him before meeting up with Tammy.

"There you are! Here's your costume." She hands me a black floral dress with t-shirt sleeves and a pair of black pumps.

"Thanks." I hug her quickly before rushing to my change room.

I strip off and slide the dress over my head. I slip on the heels and head to make up.

"Hey, Francesca." I greet my makeup artist with a toothy grin.

"Hey Britt, excited for the Jiley date?" She wiggles her eyebrows and I groan dramatically.

"Francesca, he sees me as a younger sister." My makeup artist rolls her eyes expectantly as she pulls my hair back in a headband braid.

"Oh please. Anyone can see that Trevor fancies you. It's the most obvious thing ever!" Francesca finishes my hair with a sigh before starting makeup.

"It's a bit hard to tell from my perspective. He just acts like his normal self." I close my eyes as she brushes eyeshadow on.

"Yes, but he's his best self with you. Come on, it's meant to be. You two were paired up for auditioning, tell me that's not fate." She starts applying mascara.

"Franny, as much as I want to believe you..." Francesca lets out an agitated sigh.

"Ask Myles, Isaac, Zach, Lamar and Devon. They know him better than anyone besides you. You're on in forty-five minutes." The middle-age makeup artist finishes and I say goodbye before rushing off, hoping to catch the boys minus Trevor. I knock the door on the boys' dressing room.

"Come in!" Isaac yells in response and I sigh in relief, knowing that Trevor wasn't there.

"Hey Britt, what's up?" Devon welcomes me in. The five boys were all sprawled out across the couches.